"Drag me for five minutes."

After Qin Mo said these six words to Qin Mo, he squatted into the corner, and then escaped into the Zero Realm.

In front of him, there was an identical hangar, identical Tyrrell, with the same confidence on his face, and the same screws spinning around him.

Qu Yao's voice came from the void:

'The environment is loaded, and this Tyrell is exactly the same as the physical strength, intelligence, emotion, and ability of the real world, and we strive to do 10,000 simulated battles here in five minutes in the real world to fight for a chance of survival. ’

It's like using the protagonist who hasn't been upgraded in an RPG game to directly fight the final boss, and the archive is read 10,000 times, and you can always find the BUG...

bar.

In reality, Qin Mo showed unreasonable trust and rushed forward with nano armor.

On the day Earth No. 2 appeared, he learned the secret of the power of the ink boys from Chen Rusheng, and immediately engaged in similar training.

Ink pills, dreamers, and reverse detection are the same, and there are many of them in a day.

With his extraordinary talent, Qin Mo's strength quickly left most of the ink boys, and at this moment, even if he fought against Lilith, the most outstanding of the ink boys, he would not easily fall behind.

But it also means that in front of Tyrell, he is not worth mentioning at all.

In all fairness, Rational Tyrell's strength was a lot worse than that of Crazy Tyrell, but to eliminate two Qin Mo was still as simple as stepping on an ant.

What's more, one of the ants was still squatting in the corner and hugging his knees in a daze.

The only thing that can be done now is to drag Tyrell to death until the nuclear bomb explodes.

Before the two came into contact, Tyrell's 'dyeing' and Qin Mo's reverse exploration had been entangled, Qin Mo had a general understanding of Tyrell's strength, and Tyrell had Qin Mo to see through it.

Immediately afterward, his brow furrowed.

This guy is really a veritable genius.

An IQ of more than 200, a character as tough as a diamond, and an open mind that embraces heaven and earth, these are not drugs or training that can be had, they are innate talents.

No wonder Hao was so optimistic about him, observing him alone far longer than the sum of the other three Qin Mo.

It's a pity.

With a wave of his left hand, Tyrell turned into a gust of steel wind and iron rain and blew away towards Qin Mo.

Anyone facing the dense crowd in front of them can only have the word despair in their hearts.

But Qin Mo gave birth to a strong fighting spirit, and his eyes didn't blink. When the steel wind and iron rain surged in front of him, he snorted coldly, protected his head and face, turned around and crashed into it, and used his spinning strength to bounce open the screws with a power comparable to bullets, and saved the vital point of his whole body.

When the iron rain protrudes, the nano armor is covered with shocking scratches.

His intuition told him that if such an iron rain came once or twice, the nano armor would fall apart, and then there would be no more.

Without stopping for a moment, Qin Mo continued to face Tyrell.

The screws behind him seemed to have eyes, and they turned their direction and attacked Qin Mo, but Qin Mo ignored it completely, crashed into Tyrell's arms, and the two turned to hand-to-hand combat.

He's betting that Tyrell's skill in manipulating screws isn't so good that the two sides can only hit the enemy without hurting themselves, and if they can't, the screws will become a burden to distract Tyrell's spirit.

Tyrell's body was a full circle larger than Qin Mo's, but Qin Mosheng was nimble in his feet, only dodging and not attacking, constantly dodging around Tyrell.

The screws in the sky rotated with Qin Mo, but they were always one line away from catching up with him, and on a few occasions they almost hit Tyrell.

Bet right.

And how.

Tyrell sneered, no longer focusing his spirit on the control screw, but slammed his fist towards Qin Mo.

Qin Mo easily dodged this punch, only to find that Tyrell's next punch was already waiting on the route he was dodging.

"Bang!"

Qin Mo, who couldn't avoid it, raised his arm to take Tyrell's thunderous blow, and slammed into the wall like a broken kite.

Excitement, killing intent, pleasure, these emotions that did not belong to Qin Mo emerged from his heart, and at this moment, he suddenly realized that he had made a fatal mistake.

Reverse Detection is nothing more than a three-year-old child's thing in front of Tyrell's 'Dye', and the use of Reverse Detection in this battle is basically holding a torch high in the dark, although it slightly illuminates the enemy, but it also illuminates itself thoroughly.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo categorically lifted the reverse detection, and the emotions that Tyrell had imposed on him and the ubiquitous sense of being spied on weakened.

Hopefully, it's in time.

"You may not believe it, when I was young and ignorant, I fantasized about being sent to you by Hao's partiality when I grew up and became your right-hand man."

Tyrell said slowly, and as soon as his left hand was raised, the screws on the ground floated again, and the brush was aimed at Qin Mo, ready to let out a desperate roar.

"It's really my pleasure." Qin Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and secretly stretched out his hand to the iron plate attached to the wall, "Actually, I've been recruiting people recently, seeing that you have recovered your sanity, I don't know if you are interested in applying for a job again?" ”

"Hmph, is it delaying? Do you think I'm going to die like those classic villains from too much? ”

"But I really think you can try, or you can submit another resume, and I'll let Lan Qin arrange an interview."

"Look for death!"

Tyrell roared angrily, and the screws drilled towards Qin Mo with monstrous killing intent.

And this time it was not a rush up, but three groups in front and back surrounded Qin Mo from different directions, not giving him a chance to escape.

Then don't run away.

Qin Mo struggled, and the iron plate beside him was torn off as a whole and blocked in front of him, bearing the deadly attack instead of Qin Mo.

Tyrrell locked his spirit on the iron plate in Qin Mo's hand, and then clenched his fist violently, and the iron plate seemed to be held by an invisible hand, bending towards Qin Mo from all directions.

Seeing that he was about to be crushed into a meat barbecued pork bun, Qin Mo kicked the iron plate with his legs and broke out of the encirclement, and then ran along the wall at full speed, dodging the steel wind and iron rain one after another.

Tyrrell got angry, and with a lift of his hands, all the iron plates attached to the wall of the hangar peeled off the wall and headed towards Qin Mobao.

At the same time, there was a dizziness, and there were golden flowers in his eyes, and it seemed that controlling so many iron plates was already the limit.

It's okay, it's almost over.

Qin Mo narrowly avoided the three iron plates and finally had no way to escape, and the fourth iron plate smashed mercilessly into his chest, crashing into the wall with Qin Mo.

Immediately after, three iron plates flew sideways towards Qin Mo's head, abdomen, and feet, threatening to cut him into four pieces.

There is no way to avoid it.

Die!

"Look over here!"

At the last moment, Tyrell was shocked to punch, although the force was not strong, but it hit the temple at the most perfect angle, causing Tyrell to lose consciousness for a while.

He was so focused on Qin Mo that he completely forgot that there was another Qin Mo in the corner of the hangar.

The three iron plates that flew towards Qin Mo lost control and fell to the ground one after another.

"It's amazing, it helped me drag for six minutes and allowed me to train more than 2,000 times."

Qin Mo gave Qin Mo a thumbs up, "Leave it to me next!" ”

There are still 14 minutes left before the nuclear bomb explodes.